After I was reborn, I was scumbag

The young man who wrapped himself tightly on the bed seemed to be afraid that Murong Xing would not agree, he hesitated for a while, and then lifted a corner of the quilt.

The young man's clothes were loose, his lustrous collarbone cast a little shadow under the moonlight, his ankles were exposed to the air, as if he was a little cold, he hooked his toes slightly and shivered slightly.

Seeing Murong Xing still standing far away, the voice of the young man who couldn't see his face clearly felt aggrieved.

"Brother Xing...you can sleep with Guan'er, okay?"

After a few breaths, it was clearly a very close distance, but there was a distant sound.

Low and hoarse.

"……it is good."

Shao Guan watched expectantly as Murong Xing walked to the side of the bed, and obediently gave up a large area of ​​the bed.

But as soon as he retreated a little, the person lying on his side reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and he returned to the center of the bed.

My body suddenly warmed up and felt comfortable.

Shao Guan was only stunned for a moment, and without hesitation, he burrowed deeper into Murong Xing's arms, rubbing his neck like a little round-haired beast.

"Brother, do you have incense on your body? It smells so good..."

Murong Xing gritted his teeth, next to the fire rubbed by the unaware Shao Guangong.

After all, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed the young man by his collar and pulled him a little further away.

"Your Highness promised you to sleep well, otherwise you will lose your energy for hunting tomorrow morning."

He exhaled slowly, controlling his hoarse voice.

"Close your eyes and sleep well, okay?"

After being said in this way, the sleepiness just now swept over again.

Shao Guan responded with some unease, and added: "Brother Xing, don't be angry, I didn't mean to make trouble for you."

The boy blinked his long and dense eyelashes, raised his face slightly, and looked tentatively at Murong Xing's reaction.

Murong Xing's heart was originally filled with pity, but now he feels some relief inexplicably.

At least, Shao Guan is carefree now, thinking about having fun every day, and not remembering the blood dripping, which is pretty good.

Don't you just hope that one day you can give the boy you like peace and joy?

Inspector Murong Xing took Shao Guan's hand and stuffed it back into the quilt.

"Brother is not angry...just afraid that His Highness will get sick if he doesn't rest well at night."

Shao Guan felt relieved, leaned over again, stopped talking, and closed his eyes.

Children have pure minds and fall asleep quickly.In just a few moments, the boy who was chattering non-stop just now fell asleep breathing slowly.

Murong Xing couldn't close his eyes at all.

There was no way to quell the fire that had been set up by the young man, so he could only endure it with a pure heart and asceticism as best he could.

It's been a long time since I touched the person I love, every inch of my body is scorching hot, and even my reason is about to be wiped out.

He suppressed his breathing, turned sideways to look at the dark tent, and waited for the morning light to shine in through the gaps in the curtains before getting up lightly to change his clothes and wash his hands.

Xia Tong couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw Murong Xing's eyes come out with a layer of black and blue.

"My lord, did you not rest well last night? Why..."

Murong Xing narrowed his phoenix eyes, adapting to the skylight.

"Go and choose a tame war horse, prepare a longbow, and a dozen feathered arrows."

Xia Tong responded subconsciously, only after he finished the response did he realize something was wrong.

"My lord, your injuries are not healed yet, what do you need horses and crossbows for?"

"Your Highness wants to go hunting... There is no need to arrange people to follow, we will not leave the customs."

Hearing this, Xia Tong made up his mind: "Then this subordinate will go to prepare now. Your Highness is awake, do you want to order someone to bring you breakfast?"

"Just prepare a bowl of porridge."

By the time Murong Xing put the freshly cooked porridge and two dishes of side dishes on the table, the sky was already bright.

The teenager who was sleeping soundly on the bed made some slight noises.

"His Highness is awake?"

Murong Xing scooped up a small bowl of porridge with a spoon and put it on the table next to the bed when it was warm.

Naturally, he took the clothes hanging on the side, tidied them up, and then carried the sleepy-eyed boy out of the bed, and then hugged him around the waist and sat him up.

"Drink porridge this morning, okay? My brother has already let His Highness cool..."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, his eyes fell on Shao Guan's face, and he saw the surprised and funny expression on the young man's face.

The clear peach blossom eyes were so thin that they were coated with a layer of golden light by the sun, the tips of the ears were slightly red, and the corners of the lips curled into a smile.

"What brother?"

Shao Guan touched the tips of his hot ears, not admitting that his heart beat a little faster due to the low call.

But even so, why did Murong Xing call himself brother when he woke up? !

"Are you sleepy?"

Murong Xing recalled the doctor's words "Sometimes I'm not sober", and felt relieved for a few moments, then felt some inexplicable regret.

He raised his eyebrows, looked into Shao Guan's dark peach blossom eyes, and said slowly, "What's the matter, Guan'er is not... never called my brother."

"When do I..."

As Shao Guan spoke, he lacked confidence.

God knows that after being coaxed into confusion so many times on the bed, have I ever called out words like "brother" and "husband" against my conscience.

But anyway, Murong Xing has no evidence.

He then cleared his throat, full of breath: "When did I call your brother?"

Murong Xing smiled lowly as he helped the boy put on his clothes and tied his belt, while leaning over to his ear.

"It's okay if Guan Er doesn't admit it, I'll let you recall it tonight."

One sentence made the arrogant young man blush, his eyes drooped in shame, and he let Murong Xing help him tie his hair while he was calmly like a child who hadn't grown up, while humming in his mouth.

"Okay, if you lose your temper again, the breakfast will be cold."

Murong Xing reached out and rubbed the young man's cheek, kissed the young man's forehead like countless times before, coaxing.

"Your Highness hasn't called out before, but I hope His Highness will say that, okay?"

Shao Guan was coaxed to pick up the porridge at a moderate temperature, took a spoonful and tasted it, and felt the sweetness of the minced meat, so he added some more vegetables, filled a little and brought it to Murong Xing's lips.

"It's delicious, try it."

He looked at Murong Xing, pursed his lips, and said something very lightly and quickly while he was eating and had no time to talk.

"elder brother."

With dark eyes, Murong Xing glanced at Shao Guan's slender neck.

If the clothes of the two of them hadn't been tidied up, and the guards outside had come to announce that the horses and crossbows were ready, he probably would have given up the idea of ​​hunting a long time ago.

Hunting...how can he be...comfortable on the bed with his boy?

"Why do you suddenly plan to go hunting? Is your injury healed?"

Wasn't it you who clamored to go out to camp to play?

Murong Xing hooked his lips, and pulled Shao Guan's hand out of the tent.

"I just want to take His Highness into the forest before the heavy snow closes the mountain."

"Your Highness doesn't like it?"